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The fascination the onset of night has always been an inspiration to me. |
| Music of the night The cool air rustled the leaves overhead, Frogs sang songs from their garden bed. The hooting of owls and the twitting of bats, The howl of a lone dog, the yowling of cats. Crickets chirping high notes of their song, Clouds move soft fingers along Brilliant notes of stars and moon To the beat of a celestial tune. A donkey's bray,the rustle of grass As some timid night animal hustles to pass. Moonlight danced with waves crashing to shore Then roll back again to dance some more. Tired bodies rustled the linen sheets Caressed by the blanket of slumber sweet- To dream of a new night's melody And breathed in time with the harmony. |